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Hey mun, if i made a roleplay blog for a silent protag, and wrote them mostly with headcanons, would that be a oc or is it still a canon character?

I’m making a blog for the gray knight from castle crashers you see

{{Good question! If they're still based on a character that already exists with the same look and name even if they're built with mostly headcanons. Then I think it would not technically count as an OC and would still be a canon character, it would just be your interpretation of him. If you have any other questions about my thoughts on this, feel free to ask!}}

#anonymous #answered #ask #ooc #;outofgems

the-purple-hero

{🔥}—; Spyro simply didn't like when baddies went around trying to cause trouble or worse, getting away with things. So anytime that happens he felt like he had to step in.

He was sure the dogs who guarded the place wouldn't be too thrilled by some of these damages. But maybe he can see if a Magic Crafter can help them out with some of the repairs.

Once he saw Miguel get into position for storytime as it were, he leaned back on his haunches. Feeling comfortable to let loose and let his guard slip a little now that their enemy had been dealt with.

"Another dimension huh? Sure makes sense to me, never seen anyone like that. A bunch of metal arms comin' out of their back like that." To be fair he'd been to all kinds of different lands, realms and distant places so he was no stranger to faraway travel.

"That and being a real troublemaker too I bet." Spyro chuckled, cause he didn't really seem like a real noble guy considering he was attacking them and the dogs. "How about you? Once you get 'em outta here are you gonna stick around?"

iobartach

In a way, he considered the both of them to be rather fortunate that they were afforded a moment to rest like this. There were times, some recently at that, where the option wasn't available, or that wrangling an anomaly had not only taken a far greater amount of effort, but that he hadn't emerged unscathed from the encounter. In all, it was a throw of the dice as to what kind of experience he was signing himself up to tackle.

But Miguel would always continue to do so, remaining undeterred.

"Sometimes they can be organic, too." Throwing a random fact into the ether, it's soon followed up with a clarification, just in case; "By which I mean I have encountered other versions of the Doctor. It's... complicated." Displeased with his own choice of words, he lifted a hand to rub at the back of his neck, massaging a knot of tension that had taken up residence there. "It's a major pain in the butt."

Glad to see that they were on the same page, all was going smoothly until their talk turned to his next actions, and what laid ahead once he's sent Octavius on the way back to the Society. "Normally, I would head back too, move on the next mission, but..." Gaze given licence to wonder, he studied the tomb's surroundings for a minute or two, surprising himself in how difficult it was to look back at Spyro.

"I feel like staying put for a short will." Especially considering that, unlike his targets, the gizmo attached to his wrist would ensure he wouldn't glitch out, or inadvertently cause damage to his surroundings by existing in a reality that he didn't originate from.

"Provided that's okay with you, and whoever else needs to know?" Part of him wanted to believe it was other dragons, but given the riddle-providing dogs he'd seen earlier, anything felt possible.

the-purple-hero

{🔥}—; Spyro was a dragon who took it upon himself to be the local hero around here, but he was still very free spirited and confident. Clearly nothing terrible had found its way to him, mostly because he always won so far against any villain he went up against. So a few fleeting moments of calm and rest was nothing out of the ordinary for him.

"Other versions huh? You mean cause you've been to other dimensions or something? I've heard about that sort of thing before. Can't say I've ever been to a different version of a place I know though." It would be pretty weird, he'd heard of those ideas from the dragons who knew better about this stuff.

Though he was also told of the dangers, because in a multiverse many things were possible. Could run into a very warped world, or a place where there are variants of those you know even one of yourself.

Although he didn't get the full picture of it because he tended to end up hearing it from Astor, who went on his boring and dull lessons which managed to lose the little dragon's attention compared to if it were told by someone who he didn't find to be droning as much.

"Sure thing, if you wanna stay a while, then I could show ya around! I don't live 'round here but I was just visiting. You know this whole place used to be controlled by a nasty ol' Sorceress?" He glanced at Sparx with a smirk, she acted all high and mighty and definitely hated him with a real passion.

Sometimes he wondered if she hated him more than Ripto. "Had to take her down, this place is a lot better and safer since then." If Miguel wanted, he could show him back home too. It was true there were other dragons, it wasn't just him and he wouldn't mind introducing Miguel to some of the others.

#iobartach #alright we can use this new set up to wrap this one up and start another :3

lokihiddleston

“I know I can never defeat you, lobo, but I will never stop fighting for this life.” PUSS IN BOOTS: THE LAST WISH

#puss in boots the last wish #lobo #puss in boots #great movie :3

the-purple-hero

{🔥}—; Once Spyro's flames made their mark, he could see it was highly effective and the doctor along with his mechanical arms could not take the overwhelming heat of a dragon's fire.

With that attack, seemed that the physicist was well and truly down for the count. Hearing all the shouts of resentment made Spyro roll his eyes at the baddie. "Maybe that'll teach ya not to go around causing trouble tough guy."

With that he leaned back on his haunches to take a load off. But still made sure the guy wasn't going to try anything as a last resort as he heard what Miguel had to say. "Uh huh, an explanation wouldn't hurt don't ya think?" Spyro chuckled, he wasn't at all irritated with him just a bit curious as to learn more about him.

Since he'd never seen him before, and he came trying to find this weird doctor who was causing trouble around here.

iobartach

It's been said, in the nicest terms possible, that Miguel was completely devoid of a sense of humour, a claim that, for all accounts, seemed to be right on the money. Only, it wasn't true, not completely, as seen when Spyro got the last laugh by giving Octavius a stern talking to before the anomaly fell unconscious, and how, in turn, it dragged a quiet chuckle of his own from the Spider, approving of the decision.

"Alright, then. I owe you that much." Aside from apologising for desecrating the sanctity of an ancient tomb, he saw no harm in shedding light on his work. Thus, in a near mirror image of his four-legged companion, Miguel too decided to take a seat, legs crossing beneath his descending form as arms came to rest draped over his knees.

"To cut a long story short, I track down and pursue guys like our culprit here," a head nods to the still Doctor, though he doubts it's required all too much as he goes on, "no matter where they wind up. They're from a different dimension, just like I am, but it's more complicated than that." Had he the time, the dragon deserved a detailed breakdown of his tale, but as it were, summaries were required instead, causing some amount of nuance to be lost in the process.

"There's a chance that, the longer they stay in a given dimension, the greater the risk that they pose at causing damage to it." Of triggering the very fabric of reality itself to rip and tear, at least in his experience. The unspoken truth was that he remained uncertain if that hypothesis was solid, or if he happened to be overlooking elements that didn't seem obvious or important at first glance.

"That's why he needed to be stopped. That's why he needed to be taken down, with as much force as necessary."

the-purple-hero

{🔥}—; Spyro simply didn't like when baddies went around trying to cause trouble or worse, getting away with things. So anytime that happens he felt like he had to step in.

He was sure the dogs who guarded the place wouldn't be too thrilled by some of these damages. But maybe he can see if a Magic Crafter can help them out with some of the repairs.

#iobartach #thank you!#happy belated new year to you too #i have been slow but hopefully that can change now that big news has hit for spyro

|| Continued from (x) || @through-worlds-and-time

{🔥}—; As the portal formed itself, an archway formed to keep it stable. The purple dragon stepped out and immediately saw Chief standing before him. "Hey! Just thought I'd drop in on ya, it's been while so I was thinkin' it might be fun to come and see ya."

#throughworldsandtime #continued thread #ic

"You must be my Old Timeline self? Is that correct?" (Spyro)

{🔥}—; "Your what? Don't really know what you're talkin' about dude." Though he did look a lot like him, but he was a little confused about that. He'd heard some of the other dragons talk about the multiverse but he was certainly not expecting this.

#feraltales #answered #ask #ic #the irony is now both spyro and chief are under the same roof with the same owner XD

evershadevalley

A Realm Beyond

#spyro a realm beyond #spyro the dragon #spyro #MY BOY #GROWING UP #;i'll torch 'em {visage}

blog-de-segunda

Spyro: A Realm Beyond

#spyro a realm beyond #spyro #spyro the dragon #YES #;i'll torch 'em {visage}

the-purple-hero

{🔥}—; “So you’re not even gonna try? C'mon, I’m sure if you were gonna give ‘em a chance maybe you’ll like them. Look at Sparx, he doesn’t look the same as me but he makes for a great pal.” Spyro tried to explain to her, cause her sisters were one thing but to cut off the chance to make other friends on purpose seemed really odd to him.

Though he turned his attention back to Littlefoot as he started talking to him again, not wanting to ignore him. “I bet you’re right, I’ve been in rough places like this where there’s rocks everywhere or sand, and you’d think there’s nothing around. But sometimes ya get lucky and find somethin’ good.”

Spyro hoped this would once again be another one of those times. Peace Keepers was a harsh climate like this too, but there was still the occasion set of plants around. “Yes, I’m pretty sure and the best thing to do is not to worry ‘bout it and we’ll figure it out.”

The little dragon recognized that she was in a way challenging them, and he decided to play along as he started to march in the same direction that she did. Taking her up on it as he beckoned the others to follow, though the more she let out her frustration he had to wonder why Cera was being so rough when the others were only trying to help as far as he could see.

Either way he was still going to keep his word about keeping the rest of them safe if anything else wanted to try and attack.

outoftheirdifferences

“HMPH!”

She wasn’t even going to dignify that with an answer beyond the scornful snort, stomping on ahead of the others as she was. Honestly, Cera had had it with all of them right now; Littlefoot’s optimism and attempts at friendliness grated on her, and the others weren’t acting much better in her view. This was a rough world, her family had quickly taught her that one had to be rough to survive it, and she couldn’t understand why none of the others got that.

She probably wasn’t being entirely fair, Cera knew. She liked Ducky and Petrie okay when they were gushing over her bravery, and she didn’t even, like, hate Littlefoot or anything. She just didn’t understand him, and that fact got under her skin something fierce… that, and the fact that he didn’t believe her (in fairness grossly exaggerated) story the way the others all did.

It made her want to show him up, more than anything.

She simmered to herself as she kept up the march. Honestly, Spyro wasn’t as wrong as she might want him to be; irritations aside, everything her dad had ever taught her about three-horns not mixing with the other kinds aside, her own pride aside… she almost could see being friends with Littlefoot. At least in part.

And that was what bugged her about him so much.

She glanced up at the sound of someone drawing closer behind her, almost expecting it to be Littlefoot, but couldn’t muster much surprise when it turned out to be Spyro instead. He, at least, seemed a bit older than the rest of them, which made him easier to confide in to some degree… even if she felt like she didn’t really get him either. Further back, she could see Littlefoot corralling the other three, which left her and Spyro alone in the lead again for now.

She huffed, blowing out some - but not all - of her anger.

“I don’t know how you and the others stand that guy.” She jerked her head back in Littlefoot’s direction. “Always acting like he knows best all the time.”

She was one to talk… but it was just obvious to Cera. Littlefoot couldn’t very well know best - otherwise he wouldn’t keep disagreeing with her when she very clearly was the one who was always in the right.

the-purple-hero

{🔥}—; Spyro did on the other hand understand to some extent, living in a harsher world he was certain they were just trying to find the bright side and a positive light in a difficult situation. After all, many of his friends were living under the Sorceress who was basically a tyrannical evil queen.

And yet they were not miserable and worse for wear despite the hard circumstances, so he was sure that they could make it through without sacrificing their own joy.

As Spyro came to learn himself, you didn't have to be distant and miserable over things that were going on that were not so great.

It wasn't just different times they came from it was a different world, but he still would be glad to help the whole group out for as long as he was here, including Cera.

"I've gone up against a lot of things, he's definitely not someone I would think of as 'bad' y'know?" Spyro declared, since this was not even close to the most irritating guy he'd ever come across since he didn't really see Littlefoot as a nuisance at all.

Though he did still believe Cera when she claimed this 'sharptooth' was still around, since he'd seen no reason why she'd lie about something as bad as that. "I'll help you guys look around, maybe we'll find somethin' for all of ya to eat."

After all, he didn't want them all to starve. They'd be able to continue on this little journey they were all on if they weren't continuing on an empty stomach.

#outoftheirdifferences #i am sorry about how long this has taken

the-purple-hero

{🔥}—; Even though Spyro definitely didn't expect all this when visiting the Haunted Tombs again, he didn't at all mind helping to take down a clear bad guy such as him.

Though he wasn't surprised Doc Ock wasn't going to listen to his warning, most didn't anyway even those he'd faced before. Instead opting to go on about how oh so unstoppable they were. "Looks like he's not gonna avoid a good torchin'!"

The reason he continuously ran around Doc Ock was not just to avoid his attacks while getting in a few strikes. It was also to keep his focus on him while looking for any obvious weakness he could potentially spot.

Once Miguel managed to grab hold of him, Spyro wasted no time in unleashing a flurry of fire breath directly at the doctor. Not wanting to miss his chance to bring him down.

iobartach

Lined up like pins in a bowling alley, Miguel refused to relinquish his grip even a fraction as he kept the doctor's extra appendages pulled taut, testing metal and delicate circuitry to its limit. An application of pressure that kept the anomaly's focus diverted away from the dragon's approach.

Or the bloom of heat that followed, unleashed upon the very target the Spider had prepared. With nowhere else to go, unable to flee, Doc Ock roared in defeat, human arms rising in protest until the flames began to melt through his mechanical limbs, causing irreparable damage as Miguel himself kept to the furthest distance possible.

Just as Sypro had predicted, his flames had hit the mark, as the displaced physicist went down, falling flat on his face with enough force to crack his glasses, earning more shouts of resentment. Audio that, as the danger passes, begins to lose importance when what's left of previously flailing actuators are dropped to the floor, no longer flopping like fish.

"Nice work." A sigh of muted relief escapes, glad to have handled one menace, whilst making room to tackle the next problem, located elsewhere. Before Miguel could so much as consider departing with his defeated quarry in tow though, some other matters required discussion first, an order of priority that is sought to be determined; with the very first question get asks, from across the way;

"I realise I have some explaining to do. Would I be correct to think that?"

the-purple-hero

{🔥}—; Once Spyro's flames made their mark, he could see it was highly effective and the doctor along with his mechanical arms could not take the overwhelming heat of a dragon's fire.

Since he'd never seen him before, and he came trying to find this weird doctor who was causing trouble around here.

#iobartach #i apologize for the very lengthy wait

❝ Hello. ~❤️ ❞ Float waved his paw at Spyro.

❝ My name's Float, and you are? ❞ The mouse had never seen a dragon before, —not a real one anyways. This purple one appeared to be just a kid.

{🔥}—; Spyro looked up, he had just been lounging on the beach with his shades on and enjoying the sun rays. So he hadn't noticed the mouse approaching him.

Introducing himself as Float, he could see he seemed very cheery and was just trying to be friendly. So Spyro offered a smile back as he sat up. "Hey! I'm Spyro! Good to meet'ya Float. What brings ya around these parts?"

He spoke enthusiastically, feeling naturally curious since he couldn't recall ever seeing the mouse around here before.

#floatpad #answered #ask #ic #hi!

radscorpion

the elder dragons of spyro [3/8]

#spyro reignited trilogy #spyro #elder dragons

the-purple-hero

{🔥}—; “Uh, no? I don’t know that actually.” Spyro commented with confusion, he was having trouble getting why it was such a problem especially as she continued on. Not understanding it because sure he liked to hang out with all the other dragons back home but he didn’t restrict himself to that. Even Sparx seemed confused by the idea of species sticking only to their own species out here.

His closest friend was a dragonfly, and many of his other friends weren’t dragons at all or even had any kind of connection to them but it was never a problem. It remained something he was thinking about as he continued and finished scanning the surrounding area. “Look at Sparx, he ain’t a dragon but he’s my closest friend and I’ve got a lot of friends that aren’t like me. Trust me, makin’ friends with just about anyone would do ya good.”

Besides, Cera wouldn’t have to look far as he could see this little group they were forming could all become a friend group if they all were able to get along.

Upon landing, he shared what his findings were and he could tell that Littlefoot’s spirits seemed to brighten at the idea there was a rock shaped like a ‘longneck’ out there. “If your mom was tellin’ ya that was the right way, maybe we should head that way.” Spyro didn’t mind walking with them and protecting them along the way either, but then as he was thinking of the best path in that direction Cera showed she was adamantly against the idea.

“Whoa, calm down I’m sure we can find some food that way, there’s all sorts of caves and rocks I could see so maybe we’ll find somethin’ growing.” Spyro would try to carry them all the way to the rock but given his smaller stature, and smaller wings there was no way he was going to be able to do that.

Times like this, too bad he didn’t have Sparx carry some food around with them because he could’ve shared some with them if they had any on them. “We’ll have a look around while we’re going, if things get bad then Sparx ‘n I could have a look around, I get it though. Havin’ a hard time going on on an empty stomach.”

outoftheirdifferences

“I’ve got friends; my three sisters are all I need! I’m only with all this lot because I got separated from them in the earth-shake; and once I find them again, I won’t need anyone else.”

That was, at least, what she firmly believed. Sure, having three (barely) older sisters presented its own set of issues when they sometimes looked down on her as the baby of the family, but Cera was convinced that it was only a matter of time before she made them respect her. And besides, they were all alike, all saw the world in the same way; she understood them, unlike these weird flat-heads and big-faces and whatever else.

Not that she’d ever admit that she didn’t think she saw through the others perfectly. And she wasn’t taking any argument on the matter.

Back in the present moment, however, Littlefoot was speaking to Spyro again while Cera huffed to herself.

“Well, we already are heading that way,” he explained. “I just didn’t know for sure that we were on the right path.”

Following the bright circle, after all, was a simple but not hugely specific direction. Cera’s outburst had stomped all over his renewed optimism a bit, and he could see her still glowering at him even now; but all the same, Littlefoot was greatly relieved to know that they weren’t off-course.

“But thanks to you, now we do know! We’ve just gotta keep going. We’ll find some green food along the way, I’m sure of it–”

“Oh, you’re sure? You’re all so sure?”

Cera’s green eyes flared, and there was a distinct challenge to her tone as she glared back and forth between Littlefoot and Spyro. She knew, better than any of them, why they should indeed keep moving - Sharptooth was out there, whether Littlefoot wanted to believe her or not, and despite all her boasting she feared falling into his shadow - but that didn’t stop her from wanting to see what they’d do if she just refused to move from this spot until they had green food.

…they’d probably just leave her behind, in all honesty, the girl realised with a wince.

“FINE. But you both better be right about that.”

Sticking her horned nose in the air, she resumed the march in the direction Spyro had indicated, almost daring the others to keep up with her.

the-purple-hero

{🔥}—; "So you're not even gonna try? C'mon, I'm sure if you were gonna give 'em a chance maybe you'll like them. Look at Sparx, he doesn't look the same as me but he makes for a great pal." Spyro tried to explain to her, cause her sisters were one thing but to cut off the chance to make other friends on purpose seemed really odd to him.

Though he turned his attention back to Littlefoot as he started talking to him again, not wanting to ignore him. "I bet you're right, I've been in rough places like this where there's rocks everywhere or sand, and you'd think there's nothing around. But sometimes ya get lucky and find somethin' good."

Spyro hoped this would once again be another one of those times. Peace Keepers was a harsh climate like this too, but there was still the occasion set of plants around. "Yes, I'm pretty sure and the best thing to do is not to worry 'bout it and we'll figure it out."

Either way he was still going to keep his word about keeping the rest of them safe if anything else wanted to try and attack.

#outoftheirdifferences

the-purple-hero

{🔥}—; "Y'gotta go!" Spyro called to Ali, who did get up once Doc Ock's had released his grip, watching as Miguel helped get the dog out of harm's way and away from their adversary.

Spyro could see his plan worked, just as he'd hoped the doc was forced to try and shield himself from the oncoming flames. With that he saw an opening to charge right into him since he knew he still had to help Miguel out too.

Seemed like the guy was being overwhelmed especially as Miguel broke apart one of the doctor's metal tentacles. With that, Spyro took his place right alongside Miguel once again so that they could both make their next move against him.

The little dragon being naturally curious had a lot of questions about what this guy's deal was. He would have to wait on that though, until after they bring him down.

"You might as well give it up doc, or else we're gonna have to take the rest of your little toys away!" Spyro called out to him as he continued his onslaught, blowing more flames at him and then started to run circles around him, to keep his focus on him as he tried to find a weakness, or find another opening to charge right into him and slam him down to the ground.

iobartach

Although no prior promise had been made to explain any questions concerning the anomaly, with a capture nearly secured, Miguel decided internally that he will inform the dragon beside him in due course. A fighter in his own right Spyro had at least earned the right to know, participating in a mission that span across the entire multiverse.

"He's not going to listen." Cutting in, he is seen pressing the tips of his pointed fingers against his chest, activating a reflex that saw his curved talons automatically sink back into their sheathes when in contact with the surface of his own body. It helped him to check if any damage had been done to his talons during the process of shredding Doc's limb, and with everything seemingly in order, a quick flex of tendons summons the deadly points back into view, ready to tear off more of the anomaly's limbs as he re-joining the fray.

With his purple companion spewing flames and running circles, frightening their foe whilst also keeping him distracted, Miguel too waited for the perfect opportunity to strike, and seized it, right when the Doc decided to use another limb to guard against the burst of fire sent his way, his other mechanical limbs left swaying in the air by themselves.

"I've got this!" Spotting his moment, the Spider would step and lunge, passing over the charging dragon to hook his arms around the two upper limbs, constricting them in his grasp immediately as he lands on the other side, feet skidding across the stone floor. "Spyro! Light him up for me!" Nodding fanatically to the metal arms that he had captured, the Doc gave another terrible yell, shaking this way and that to try and budge himself free from the Spider's hold.

But it wasn't happening.

"Do it now! Before he gets free!"

the-purple-hero

{🔥}—; Even though Spyro definitely didn't expect all this when visiting the Haunted Tombs again, he didn't at all mind helping to take down a clear bad guy such as him.

Once Miguel managed to grab hold of him, Spyro wasted no time in unleashing a flurry of fire breath directly at the doctor. Not wanting to miss his chance to bring him down.

#iobartach #happy new year to you too #sorry about the wait #i really apologize for that